I've been thinking this;
Philosophizing
For a while now.
She influences me
But she never comes out
We're still too much of one person
And it doesn't even seem weird to say 'we'
She's not very strong, I'm more dominant
But all those things I can't explain
All those thoughts that just can't be mine
It all makes sense.
One minute I want to be dark
The next, light.
It's not indecision.
We're all our own yin and yang.
I don't need anyone else.
But I do wish I could talk to her.
I wish she'd come out of hiding.
I'm still terrified.
